ii. a letter

Hey Prideful heart,

Asking for glory again, yeah? Fighting to be worth
something. Hands covered in blood from trying too
hard, voice hoarse from the fact you can't get
it right. [I ONLY WANT SOMETHING MORE]
          Let it go.
Unclench those fists, let the want go. There is
nothing to be found in those high caves. Only
pain is there, a kind that leads you away from God.
   Lay the stones down, prideful heart. There
is nothing to be gained from the throne.
       I know you're aching for something better, but
this is not the way to get it. Eyes up, the
sun will dawn soon. You don't want your
eyes on yourself.
           [LISTEN]
Your worth is found in Christ, weary hands.
Rags for robes. Sin for white as sow. No
longer abandoned, no longer fighting. Death
was defeated.
      Lay your pride down.
                 Let it go.

Judges 6